Pretty tame ones, in comparison.
Still, these are about the worst I've done. Last summer, I stayed over summer break at university to take some courses really cheap and quickly. In between the summer and fall semesters, the RAs didn't really care what when on in the residence halls, so a friend and I decided to have a party in his room. I'd recently acquired a bottle of Balkan 176°, and we all decided a night of drinking 176 proof vodka was an excellent idea. Everyone was excited to try it, and we figured it would kick start the party with 750mL of that split between 10 students. When the party actually rolled around however, only the Japanese exchange student, Kazuki I believe was his name, and myself were willing to drink it at all after having smelled it.

Being manly men, and with some pretty girls about, Kazuki and I decided that mixed drinks were for pussies. We'd impress these girls with our masculine ways (ie, stupidity) by doing shots of this Bulgarian rocket fuel. Needless to say, Kazuki and I don't remember much of that night. From what we've managed to piece together, the evening unfolded as follows. He and I tried to drink each other under the table, going shot for shot and swig for swig. With the Balkan 176° eventually finished, we looked around the room, and started on the cheap Scotch we found. That done, we split a six pack of beer and went back to our rooms. I made my was across the building, down two flights of stairs, unlocked my door, and climbed into the top bunk on my bed (there was no ladder), and remembered beforehand to put my remaining liquor in the freezer again. Apparently I slept through someone from grounds keeping coming to my room, and removing the knob and locking mechanism on the door to my suite with a loud drill, then replacing it with a new one. I was pleasantly surprised to wake up the next day without the massive hangover I was expecting.

The only other incident I can recall involved getting spectacularly drunk at a friend's place, and stealing his Sour Patch Kids. The next day I woke up with a 2lb bag of a candy I didn't particularly like on my chest, and having to walk back over to return them. Fortunately, my friend hadn't noticed they were gone and appreciated me bringing them back unprompted.

That's about the extent of the wild nights in my life, which seem to pale in comparison to some of these.
( Ithyphallophobia, Fri 25 Mar 2011, 6:39, 3 replies)

So, your story of a night out ending in woe.
I got pissed, then went home and went to bed, and woke up without a hangover.
( The Awful Puppy Bakery is still bored, Fri 25 Mar 2011, 8:34, closed)

Hey now
I did get worried for a minute I might've done something regrettable, having been black out drunk and all. Yeah, like you say, not exactly a horrible night, I know. I did say it was pretty tame in comparison. Could've very easily wound up in hospital though, with a lovely case of alcohol poisoning. I imagine I had given myself alcohol poisoning too, as I wound up sleeping it off over the course of around 16 hours or so.

Actually, here: b3ta.com/questions/write.php?parent=1135318

I held off to avoid the inevitable massive drugs replies, but that's probably more relevant, and a more amusing tale.
( Ithyphallophobia, Sat 26 Mar 2011, 4:26, closed)

Fair enough.
I can't decide what to post for this QOTW. I have lots of stories, but they don't make good stories.
( The Awful Puppy Bakery is still bored, Sat 26 Mar 2011, 5:51, closed)